When the Messenger finished, the scroll vanished in a magical display of light. He bowed briefly to the royal family, "Mother Guinevere. My job here is done." Then he disappeared as swiftly as he had come, leaving the room in stunned silence.
First the silence stretched on for a little bit more, then someone yelled, "The Son has been anointed by the Father!"
"The Son has been anointed!"
"The Son has been anointed!" The crowd and some of the courtiers began to cheer, celebrating the divine decree. Others looked uncertain, and they cast their glances at the Mother Guinevere for guidance.
This decree meant so many things, finally the dangerous border that Guinevere structured will be removed, and access to the castle would be easier for the people.
But most importantly, it meant that Son Aeric was now allowed to walk freely amongst the people of Erothyria, and any harm done against him will be a spit in Eros's image and the culprit will be punished gravely.
Daughter Rosette and Daughter Misty exchanged a glance from their seats. No way that just happened, it was already annoying that their mother loved Aeric so preciously, but it their father joined in, they were going to lose their minds!
Being born as a Son amongst Daughters doesn't make you special, it only makes you weird!
Mother Guinevere had a smile that was faint but tense. Though her son had been legitimized, she still couldn't help but feel a fair bit uneasy, especially with Eros's impatience to have her border lowered.
She clasped her hands together tightly, visibly worried despite her outward composure.
Aeric looked at her and noticed how worried she was, then he leaned closer. "Mother, isn't this a good thing? Why do you look so worried?"
Mother Guinevere sighed softly. "It is, my special son. It is. But Eros is… gravely unpredictable. He may grant you this title today, but tomorrow… we cannot know what he truly desires. We must be cautious."
She saw Aeric's face darken a little and then she smiled. What was she doing? Today was her son's Coming of Age celebration, he shouldn't have to worry about things like this! Who knows? Perhaps this was Eros's gift to his Son on such a special day!
She placed her hand softly on his cheek. "But let's not worry about that now, okay? Today is your day as you have finally come of age. Go now and celebrate it."
Aeric smiled warmly at his mother and then turned back to the group of sexy women. He hadn't forgotten the one that caught his eye, and so he pointed at her, feeling his cock hardening once again at the thought of squeezing those breasts.
'Celebrate it by fucking,' he thought sarcastically.
Mother Guinevere smiled at her son's choice, seemingly impressed or flattered by his taste. "Nice choice, my son. Erimyra is one of the best lovers in the entire kingdom. She will satisfy you greatly. And if she doesn't..."
She straightened, her voice returning to its regal tone. "I'll have her killed."
Aeric's eyebrows raised. 'I can't tell if she's joking or not.'
"Guards! Escort the chosen woman to love chambers. The night of celebration shall continue."
A frown stretched beneath Aeric's nose. 'The love chamber?'
×××
The Love Chamber certainly earned its name. It was a room of extravagant elegance, reserved for exquisite love making rituals, more especially, the Coming of Age ritual.
"Can I take off your robe?" Erimyra whispered into his ear from behind.
Aeric gulped nervously. "Yes you can."
He was standing in front of the Chamber's entrance, wearing nothing but a red and golden robe and plain shorts. Behind him, Erimyra, the lover he had chosen softly massaged his shoulder.
She had refused to let him see what she was wearing... not yet, at least. But just standing there, Aeric could feel the soft plushiness of those large breasts, pillowing his back.
Erimyra took off his robe and the clothing fell to the carpeted floor in a silent plop. She then rubbed her palm through his back, then his shoulders, then his chest... then his abs.
"Uhhhh..." she moaned into his ear. Her voice was delicate, almost motherly but so, so sexy. Aeric closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of her touch against his skin.
"Your body is so... sculpted," Erimyra whispered. "You have truly honored me, my prince. Letting me be the first to taste you," she kissed him on the neck, "to take your glorious virginity," she licked his face and drew her hands closer to his cock, "to have your royal cock."
She grabbed the bulge, surprising Aeric. Then, she began to stroke it slowly, through the fabric of his plain shorts, gently rubbing, rubbing it, again and again as she kissed his neck.
"You are my prince," she whispered. "And I am your lover."
She stroked it more and more, feeling it harden and lengthen under her touch.
"I will serve you in bed today, I will give you my body, I will make sure you never forget this night." Then she bit his ear gently and smirked. "Did I already say that I will give you my body?"
Aeric felt his pulse quickened, and his heart began to beat heavily. 'She's good. Damn, she's really good.'
"Walk to the bed, my prince," she softly instructed him.
Aeric obeyed, carefully walking towards the center of the room where the grand bed was, draped with luxurious red sheets. The bedposts were made of dark mahogany, with carvings of serpents, and angels. Pillows of deep scarlet and gold were piled upon the bed, and a large canopy of gauzy red fabric hung above.
Surrounding the bed were candles arranged in tall, golden candelabras, filling the room with the scent of jasmine and myrrh, including the faintest wisps of incense.
This felt like a sex dream.
Aeric sat on top of the bed, and now he was able to see Erimyra in her sultry glory.
She was wearing mere strings as underwear, they seemed to be a fantastical rendition of lingerie women used to wear in all those pornhub videos.
However, the one all her extremely perverted body were way to thin, with pearls placed on some parts, especially on the nipples and her clean shaved fat pussy.
But first, those titties!
How large they looked now without that tight dress holding them back. They curved out of her chest and swelled to the sides, covering most part of her slim arms. The strings squeezed tight on their soft skin, and Aeric could tell that the pearl that covered her nipples must be teasing them with a cold sensation.
Her stomach was flat, but there were flanks below it, those soft plushy love handles above her wide hips and thick thighs.
Gosh, what a well built slut!
Aeric found himself regaining the horniness of his past self! All he wanted in that moment, was to grab this hentai-milf-brought-to-life and subject her to a brutal, hardcore fuck!
And Erimyra could see with her green, naughty eyes that he was having colorful thoughts of her. She smiled like the seductive whore she was and lifted up her two heavy breasts, then she said, almost in a whisper;
"What part of my body would you like to use first, my prince?"